tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756922630390780806.post190291735536926973..comments2017-06-01T08:56:47.512-04:00Comments on Dirty Words: How long before I'm an adult? Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08134317430061670049noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756922630390780806.post-72808808614484001142017-02-19T23:56:00.142-05:002017-02-19T23:56:00.142-05:00&quot;So here she is still teaching me, and our re...&quot;So here she is still teaching me, and our relationship is still growing and changing because we never really leave each other.&quot; That is the Truth. She has always been with you and always will be. Her physical presence is unconscionably missed because, well, we thrive for contact and interaction. Her larger presence though is there, it&#39;s in you and it shines through!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756922630390780806.post-81283318258329863022017-02-19T16:34:20.884-05:002017-02-19T16:34:20.884-05:00I miss her too. She was so wonderful. It&#39;s the...I miss her too. She was so wonderful. It&#39;s the worst. Dreams are the blessing and the curse.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18024545696844267554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756922630390780806.post-42684786746942944562017-02-19T16:08:27.759-05:002017-02-19T16:08:27.759-05:00This is beautiful. You are a great writer. Your mo...This is beautiful. You are a great writer. Your mom was the best. Mamma Marionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10213253624532710196noreply@blogger.com